"Assholes, that group of assholes, what qualifications do they have to speak like that? They're just a bunch of rubbish but they have the courage to evaluate our Area 51 too?"
After the gray-haired old man heard the voices of the five foreigners, his expression turned red with anger instantly.
"Sir, then should we continue to contact Sheng Bei?" The muscles at the corners of the technician's mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered.
The gray-haired old man took a deep breath.
"There was a special reason which caused my emotions to be wrong earlier. Of course, the negotiation will continue." He then turned on the microphone again.
After he cleared his throat a little, the old man continued, "To be honest, Mr. Sheng Bei, your abilities are really beyond my imagination. And of course, those are indeed what I really want to say..."
After talking about this, the white-haired old man paused a little.
